Emi's Whiskers

I was sitting on the couch with my laptop, trying to figure out how to add a simple, but customized follow button to my blog (I gave up, as you will see if you scroll down) and heard Emi over in the corner rustling paper. I thought she was playing with the light box I no longer use, but when Jasper got interested, I decided I should be too.

Emi loves tape, so much so that she will pull it out of the trash to play with it. Hanging from the side of her mouth was a piece of tape at which she was pawing. When I got closer, and tried to remove it from her mouth, I discovered that it was actually attached to her whiskers. I brought her out into the light, so I could remove it. The tape was folded over, with her whiskers stuck in the middle. Unable to come up with a good way to remove it, I ran to get my phone, in hopes that two people could come up with a solution more quickly.

As I raced back into the room (my house is tiny, it didn't take long) I heard a ripping sound and a squawk. She sprinted off leaving the piece of tape, still sandwiching her whiskers, sitting on the ottoman. She had panicked and ripped out her whiskers to remove the tape. When I went to check on her, she hid and hissed at both Jasper and me. Apparently, we are now both connected to the tape ripping incident, in her mind.

I feel like the worst pet parent ever. Not only did I allow her access to the tape, I didn't check on her immediately, allowing her to struggle, then I left her to panic once I had discovered the problem. She looks unbelievably pathetic, and not just because of the missing whiskers, she is scared. I hate seeing her like that.